If you’re a child of the 70s like me, you probably remember well the plastic tricycle known as the Big Wheel zooming around every corner of the neighborhood. Big Wheels were a national phenomenon. It seemed everyone had one, including my youngest brother Michael, who is a child of the 80s.
Big Wheels were fun and because they were so low to the ground, it was hard to fall off. Or if you did, you didn’t fall very far. I remember my brother used to delight in pedaling fast, then turning the steering wheel quickly to put the trike in a 360-spin.